Well, I am at the store now. Louis has finally gotten his full-time trucking job so now I’m here full-time, Monday-Friday. I just finished calling in the milk order. I got here at 7:30, but last night I didn’t fall asleep till 3:30 cuz I’m a night person and the fucking drug dealers wouldn’t shut up. What is this neighborhood coming to? It’s getting to be just like Oswego Street!

Ito, this 12-year-old kid who’s skipping school is here with me. We played a game of concentration. He’s a nice kid. The store sure is dead though. Everyone’s either in school or working. Maybe when Carl’s here at noon to get Ito to go shopping for store supplies, I can run up to my place to get some laundry. The washer and dryers are good here and I’ve got nothing better to do.

I wonder if Nervous will stop in later? I told him he could.

Dotty just stopped in. She works weekends and after I leave at 5:00.